"Boom!"

A burst of thunder suddenly pierced the night sky of Chang'an, and suddenly the wind howled, and the goose feathers and snow fluttered down, freezing the civil and military officials in front of the palace shivering.

Li Shen was shocked, shouted "not good", turned around and kicked open the door of the hall - only to see Li Wei with his hair scattered and his feet vertical, and he hanged himself in the center of the hall. From his accession to the throne to his death, he only became an emperor for twenty-three days.

"The Emperor...... Emperor! ”

"The emperor hanged himself!"

The ministers rushed into the main hall, and they all wailed and wept bitterly.

Wu Xiao lay on her back on the dragon chair, stroking the throne lovingly, her eyes were infinitely greedy: "I really didn't expect that I, Wu Xiao, would be able to sit on this chair one day." ”

"National thief! What qualifications do you have to sit on the dragon chair, don't get off quickly! ”

"Great rebellion! Great rebellion! ”

The ministers scolded, but Wu Xiao scared them away with a single look, "Heh...... A group of poor sour and rotten Confucians, feng shui takes turns, Huang Wei takes turns to do it, his Li family's qi has come to an end, and the country should be surnamed Wu in the future, hahaha......"

"How can it be!" Li Miao rushed up to the hall with his sword, and before he could swing his sword, Wu Xiao shook him out with a palm in the air.

"Poof!" Li Miao fell to the ground, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and died of exhaustion.

"Guy who can't help himself," Wu Xiao glanced at the ministers with cold eyes and asked, "Who else among you is not convinced?" ”

"I'm not convinced!"

"I'm not convinced! You are a young man of unknown origin, how can you be the emperor! ”

"Even if you kill us all tonight, we will never recognize a national thief as the emperor!"

Most of the officials stood up against it, held their heads high, and did not lose their integrity.

"Very good, I'm too lazy to settle them one by one, this is what you asked for." Wu Xiao is by no means a soft-hearted person, he holds a true qi in both palms, and suddenly slaps it towards the ministers!

With a series of screams, all the officials who opposed it were shocked to death in the main hall.

The rest are people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they are so frightened that their legs and feet are weak and they don't know what to do.

killed dozens of people in one go, but Wu Xiao didn't think so, but his face was smug and playful, he held his cheeks, stared at the undead ministers, and said: "The demon soldiers are about to occupy Chang'an, although I promised Li Wei not to slaughter the city, but you also know that the hearts of those monsters are difficult to fathom, and killing is inevitable, but you know the times and obey me, I can guarantee that your family will be spared disasters." ”

The ministers looked at each other.

"I'll give you three counts time to consider, three, two—"

See also...... Your Majesty the Emperor! ”

The ministers bowed down and bowed to the ground, not because of respect, but because of cowardice and fear.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahaha......"

Wu Xiao's wild laughter filled the entire palace.

……

……

Heavy snow late at night, above the Yellow River.

The ink boat sailed cautiously on the Yellow River, and the sudden heavy snow dyed the color of the ink boat, and the soldiers who kept vigil were blown red by the cold wind.

Yan Yunting stood at the bow of the boat with his sword, staring intently at the night sky, because Bai Xi said that once the spirit pigeon was found, it meant that Li Yu had sent the news.

The news that can't be waited for, the night that can't be seen through, the heavy snow that can't fall, and the heart that can't be put down...... All of them are the truest portrayal of this world.

Suddenly, a pigeon's chirp came from outside ......the snowy night.

Yan Yunting instantly came to his senses, he shook off the snow on his body, and happily looked for prestige - I saw that among the snow, a fearless white pigeon swooped down, its body was the same color as the white snow, and it was really difficult to find its camouflage if you didn't look carefully.

Yan Yunting was just about to reach out to pick it up, but a white figure took the lead in holding the white pigeon in the palm of his hand, Lu Gengyao?

"How? Senior brother, what news did the son send back from Chang'an? Bai Xi and the others all rushed to the deck when they heard the news.

Lu Gengyao took down the letter on the white pigeon, glanced at it, his face changed in shock, and his voice trembled: "The Nine Demon Soldiers have broken through Chang'an, and the emperor was forced by Wu Xiao to hang himself in the Xuanzheng Palace, Wu Xiao plotted power and usurped the throne, and killed Li Miao in court......

"Li Miao is not...... Childe's own brother? Bai Xi was shocked.

Lu Gengyao clenched the note, gritted his teeth and said: "That's right, the junior brother decided to assassinate Wu Xiao tonight, if the assassination fails......" He turned his head to look at Yan Yunting on the side, and stopped talking in jealousy.

"Give me the Creed!" Yan Yunting snatched the creed in Lu Gengyao's hand, and looked at the last row of words: "If the assassination fails, I will definitely die, and I ask the senior brother to help me tell Yan Yunting, saying that the 100,000 taels are afraid that I will have to pay them back in the next life......

"Where can Childe be Wu Xiao's opponent, Childe...... Childe, he ......" Bai Xi shook his head vigorously, grabbed Lu Gengyao's arm and begged: "Senior brother, you write a letter back quickly, let Childe not do stupid things, let her wait for us for another day, as soon as the reinforcements from Hanzhou arrive, we will rush in to save her!" ”

Lu Gengyao shook his head, "You don't know the character of your junior brother, Li Miao is his last relative alive, he will definitely kill Wu Xiao, no one can stop him." ”

Qing Mingzi also regretted it: "I know that it is a moth to the fire, but I am resolute, I am very pleased that there is such a disciple in the Tianshan Sect......"

"Bullshit!" Yan Yunting tore the creed apart, "He obviously has the wrong string in his brain, and he does something beyond his strength!" ”

"My junior brother is righteous, what do you know?" Lu Gengyao said.

"I don't care what righteousness he is, in short, he owes Lao Tzu 100,000 taels, and Lao Tzu will never let him die so easily!" Yan Yunting angrily walked towards the top of the boat.

"Yan Yunting, what are you going to do?" Bai Xi chased after him and asked.

"Save people." Yan Yunting is sonorous and powerful.

Bai Xi grabbed Yan Yunting, "Are you crazy?" Chang'an City has been captured by demon soldiers, you can't get in, how can you save him? ”

Yan Yunting shook off Baixi, "If you don't go, there's no way, if you go, there's always a way-"

"Slow down, young man."

What stopped Yan Yunting was actually the public right to lose a word to him before, "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and it is difficult for a strong man to return once he is gone, even if he knows that it is the tiger's den in Longtan, he has the courage to break alone, very good, very responsible, and the old man is also here to help you,"

As he spoke, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Yan Yunting, "Just in the spring of this year, I just designed a set of drainage mechanisms for the Daming Palace, from the Taiqing Pool in the palace to the east moat, there is a special drainage channel for flood discharge, and the water outlet is built under the bridge pier on the right side of the east moat, as long as you dive three feet, you can see it;

If you find the drainage, then follow it all the way to climb in, whenever you encounter a turn, keep turning left, so that the end of the exit is Taiqing Lake, Xuanzheng Hall is on the southeast side of Taiqing Lake, it is built very majestic, as long as you go ashore you can see it. ”

For a professional killer, nothing works better than a detailed map, Yan Yunting took the scroll, thanked the public for losing power, and resolutely stepped on the wooden kite.

"Yan Yunting, you must bring your son back, and you ...... and thou shalt return safely. Bai Xi clasped his hands together on his chest, asking and praying at the same time, his eyes were extremely sincere.

As soon as this journey goes, I am afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious, Yan Yunting did not dare to promise easily, so he could only say in a low voice: "I will try my best." After that, he piloted the wooden kite and flew into the night sky against the wind and snow.

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